Taylor x Travis: In Every Life

hot and sweaty

Travis' POV

Taylor: I'm at the gym, come join me if you have time ;)

Smiling to myself as I checked her text again, I pocketed my phone and got out of my car, taking my gym bag with me as I walked up to the doors. Taylor's security were outside and nodded in greeting as I passed, so used to seeing me turn up wherever she was that they didn't stop me anymore. They were just making sure no one would go in that would be any kind of a threat to Taylor, since she refused to get the gym shut down just for her. She didn't want to inconvenience anyone.

When I walked through the reception into the gym, I paused and looked around. It wasn't busy, but there were a few people around on various machines. Most of them kept sneaking glances over by the treadmills, and I looked over to see my girlfriend running on the one at the end, her blonde hair scooped back into a bun. I smiled to myself when I saw the little matching pink shorts and sports bra she was wearing, glad she was finally coming to her senses that her body was beautiful in anything she wore.

Putting my bag in one of the cubbies, I walked down to the treadmills. Taylor glanced over and smiled, hitting the stop button and stepping down as I approached. She blew out a breath, wiping sweat from her forehead as she grabbed her water bottle.

"Hey there baby." I murmured. 

"Hey you." Taylor smiled, stretching up on her toes to give me a light kiss. "Sorry, I'm sweaty." She apologized with a shy smile.

"What makes you think I would ever care about that?" I asked, and she smiled even wider, lifting up on her toes for a longer kiss. "Much better." I joked when she pulled away. "So what are you doing?" I asked, motioning around the gym. "I'll just work in with you."

"Well." Taylor smiled a little mischievously. "I really need to work on my upper legs and my glutes, but I'm having some trouble, so maybe you can help me with that." She winked, patting my cheek as she walked past, taking a sip from her bottle. I chuckled, turning to follow her.

We walked over to the mats and Taylor took up some dumbbells, putting a leg up on a bench behind her. She glanced up at me and smiled cheekily, and I fought back another chuckle. With a nod, I moved closer and put my hand on the small of her back, murmuring to my girlfriend to keep her back straight. Taylor let out a breath as she sank into the lunge and I had to really make an effort to keep my mind focused. Even though she was obviously trying to distract me, letting her turn me on in the middle of a public gym was not a good idea. 

But fuck, it was hard. Taylor was sexy as hell on any day, but a sweaty Taylor in tight shorts and a bra was my fantasy come true. We didn't often spend time in the gym together since we had different training schedules, so I wasn't used to having to control myself around her like this. Taylor was driving me out of my damn mind, since I had to keep my hand on her lower back to make sure she stayed in the right position, and I could feel the tight muscles of her ass against my fingertips.

"Alright baby, enough teasing." I sighed when Taylor bent over to put her dumbbells away. 

"Who says I'm teasing?" She giggled, turning around and standing up, stepping closer. Taylor tilted her chin up with a small smile and I sighed, shaking my head at her as I slipped my hands onto her waist. "Cool it big boy, we're not alone." Taylor whispered.

"Don't act like this wasn't what you were trying to get me to do." I murmured to her, and she giggled.

"So what do you want to do?" Taylor asked, tilting her head slightly. "We can switch choosing."

"Okay." I smiled, glancing up before leading her over to the bench press. "How much do you think I should do?" I asked, and Taylor smiled before grabbing some plates and pushing them onto the bars. "Well you think very highly of me." I chuckled.